Write Jesús Cano Reyes:

The pleasure of buying a new book and starting to read it is well known, but, I believe, it is more rudimentary than other bookish pleasures. For that matter, I prefer the much more unusual and therefore extraordinary happiness of delving into a book that has been in my library for a long time, hoping to one day be rescued from oblivion, with the desire to be chosen over others that arrive with the luster of novelty. In the old books waiting for us on our shelves, there is a beautiful lesson about patience and hope.